Mini Flash Fiction: The Undoing

“If you could take it all back, would you?”

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Flash Poetry: 7/17 // 8/06

These dates Constantly timestamped in my head A history A trajectory Of dread and doom No need of Friday the 13th My superstitions live these two dates Over and over again. These days are made of loss And grief. They are made of stolen cars And thieved-away spirits. These days a dark blip in an… Continue Reading →

Flash Poetry: Loyalty

Sometimes Loyalty Really takes it out of me Because “loyalty” Really means “sacrifice.” It doesn’t mean “here when you Need me” It now means “here, take all of me” Or taking without asking Because “you’ll always be here, Right?” And now being loyal comes at a price…

Flash Poetry: Life’s Comment Section

Life’s Comment Section Let’s face it: Those people commenting on your health and safety Don’t give a damn about your health and safety. They want to make sure you know they’re superior, that they’ve got you all figured out. They want to watch you topple, like the Berlin Wall, like a falling star, crumbling earth… Continue Reading →

Flash Fiction: Bag of Bones

It’s been a while since I’ve done some real Flash Fiction, so I decided to dig in with another Chuck Wendig challenge! This week over at terribleminds, Chuck issued the challenge of taking a Stephen King title and making a whole new story from it, unrelated to the actual novel by that name! There were… Continue Reading →

Flash Poetry: Always/Never

If there are two words That lie more than any other, It’s “always” and “never.” Nothing is always. Few things are never. I will always love you. I will never hurt you. I will always help you. I will never leave you. Our kindest sentiments Make liars of us all, Our good intentions spilling blood…. Continue Reading →

Flash Poetry: “Glass Castle”

You never know how A glass castle will crumble Until the last rock flung Finally flies right through The closed window Some pieces are massive Made from the grinding sands Of time Other pieces are so small, So infinitesimal that there’s no chance that They’ll ever be redeemed. This castle can’t be put back together… Continue Reading →

Flash Poetry: “Wolves/Deer”

Have you ever loved someone called them dear They’re family, after all, right? But the moment they open their mouths the ball of yarn that is your world begins to unravel? Their words wrecking balls to the walls you have gingerly built from chaos? Like unleashing wolves thirsty and starved onto sleeping, unsuspecting deer. I… Continue Reading →

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